to love her but it's all over now Because I used to love her but it's all over now Because I used to love her but it's all over now
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Records own, bogus boy Ca, it's Ca nigga, ah-ha ha I'm here, right back on y'all, nigga Blocc Boyz, what the bid'ness is, nigga Seven-fo', let's go! [
We dont barely keep in touch at all and I dont even feel the same love when we hug no more And I heard it through the grapevine.. We even Beefin Now After all
wearin this yellow thong Take it back Sisqo, you know where it belongs (thong th-thong thong) Now here's a gun, I'll put it in your palm Now go over
need to recognize she was just a, Ha Ha Ha Ha [Tulisa:] I think it's time for me to go. [Dappy:] Semi brown skin beauty had to get it back, I understand
like the illest soldier, And when I smoke, only roll up with the illest doja You sit and mull it over my venom a killer cobra, It's Harlem USA I diddy
memories of me and you And I can get over it, but im aint sure that I want to Because you made your bed, now u gotta lie in it Now all the things u said
of my publishing cheques? All this bad chat got me kind of vexed Y'all been talkin about me ever since I fucked that nigga from Next It's all over,
to face it, why, why, why No-one can take it And feel no pain Mama been laid off Papa been laid off My brother's been laid off For more than two years now
-ah. Hey! He's gonna sit by you. Another one rides the bus. There's a suitcase pokin' me in the ribs. There's an elbow in my ear. There's a smelly old
, E Appreciate it Joe, yeah Highly unstoppable, nothin's un-coppable Tito Santana matador ain't equipped to stop the bull Proud of product pulled over
heatbox all day in a nigga face and all you bitches see the dick that you shoulda ate [Chorus 2X: Xzibit *singing*] Call it what you wanna call it I
dolla' short On the cat walk, winding, tryin' to get meat 22 tryin' to see 23, shawty ?three U double T's? What it ain't gonna be, what it is Over years
when it's going good It's going great I'm Superman With the wind in his back She's Lois Lane But when it's bad It's awful I feel so ashamed I snap Who
these phony, little fishy and sissy fake g's, Skip over the huggy bear, and all the kissy face please Initiate phase 3, missy now service me, Take another shot of jager, shake it
, you hate the fame Love the game, cold as ice you remain Fuck em' all, tell 'em all eat shit, here we go again So, god damn... is it that time again
the room Just as soon as I walk in It's like all eyes on me So I try to avoid any eye contact Cause if I do that then it opens a door to conversation
